SpellBound High .. IC

[KatnissEverdeen]

A crackling came over the loud speaker as it was turned on. Students' & teachers' heads turn to the speaker in each room.
" Ladies and Gentlemen.." a gruff voice begins. " This is Mr.Fild, your new principle. It seems, Mr.Duffmin has decided on taking an .. extended vacation. I will be taking his place." there is a pause. " I will see you all in the halls. Continue on." Nearly the whole school is silent, and then breaks into tiny murmers as every discusses about where Mr.Duffmin went.

Maurelle sat in her physics lab seat, looking around the room, dumbfounded. Mr.Duffmin on an extended vacation? That sounded extremly suspicious to her.
Even the teacher looked confused.
Sighing, she taps her brown leather boot on the lowest bar of her stool, as she finishes the pointless worksheet that was handed out only minutes ago before the anouncement.

[Kaalee]

Kaalee looked around at everyone...this wasn't right.

[EmpathGemini]

Gently lifting her head from the book she was reading on wardings and protective magicks.
Mr Duffimin taking a vacation...He loves this school why would he be going on a break.,,,Who is this Mr Field.... She thought to herself, her violet eyes looking around cautiously. She needed to go to the library, maybe something will turn up there.

[Demensia]

Az briefly listened before pressing on with his worksheet, grumbling quietly to himself. it was a strange situation but nonetheless, he ignored it. it was inconsequential to him whether the principle took a vacation, he figured it was more likely a cover up for an illness or some other such nonsense.

Az continued his mediocre scrawlings and only stopped once he was finished. He then rested his head on the desk and hummed quietly to himself as thoughts of various different things invaded his mind. He wasn't entirely fanatic about school. It wasn't his favorite thing in the world, but he managed, as he knew that it was required to make anything of himself. Perhaps ironically, he had no true goal, preferring to keep all his options open.

He raised his head briefly to study the others around the room and as the teacher went past, he raised himself up briefly before moving back down to his previous napping position.

[KatnissEverdeen]

Maurelle turns to the boy napping next to her and nudges him.
" Wake up! Mrs.Hummle!" the teacher was coming back around on there side again.
" Get up!" she scribbles in her notebook, pretending to write something important down.
Mrs.Hummle was probably the scariest teacher at the school. Years ago, a student performed some spell to a chemical that blew up in her face. Of course, there were other stories of how her face became so distorted, but that one seemed most accurate in Maurelle's eyes.

[EmpathGemini]

Standing up after finishing her papers, she slowly moved to the door handing in her pass to the teacher. Ignoring the glares of her fellow students, her jacket hid most of her body as she moved into the corridor, her bag over one shoulder as her mind wandered.

Something is not right.....Who is this Mr Field? she thought as she slowly walked up the stairs ignoring the symbol graffitti. Most of them did not make any sense but the ones written by one of the school gangs was a warning to witches like herself. Megara was a light witch, one of the few in the school as dark witches are easier to train. Sighing as she ignored the warning that she was going to be beaten up yet again, she walked along the third floor corridor towards the library.

It was by far her favourite place in the school. The ceiling high sheelves full of books on any subject you could think of made her smile when she felt alone, but also the darker section of the library where students only went to make out she had found some of the history of the school.

[Kaalee]

Kaalee sat in the back section, looking up Mr. Duffmin. He had been at this school for ages, not once had he taken a vacation...this was odd.

[SomeoneSomewere]

Ardar swiftly finished his papers, getting to his feet and walking over to the teacher. As the papers were placed in his hand and spun on his heel, shaggy hair moving out around him before falling to it's previous position. He then walked out of the room, trying to figure out the mystery of Mr. Duffimin. All that he could come up with is that try new guy was a coverup for Mr. Duffimin.

[Kojote]

The announcement seemed extremely odd. Adam adjusted his hood to cover his face more. For some reason he felt alone and that he had no friends. But it was true. It may be his first year here. But it isn't the first nagic school he has been to. Finishing his papers, he handed them to the teacher. Returning to his seat. He put his head down so his face was covered by the darkness inside of his hood. He tried to find a solution on this situation. Questions flowed tgrough his head, but solutions seemed to be endless.

[Demensia]

Az briefly looked behind him looking at the girl, a confused face beneath his messy hair. he studied her for a brief second before making a brief "Cheers," His british accent was strong and overly dramatic. It wasn't often he spoke unless he knew people and within that he was often left alone, not by choice, but most kept their distance because of his quiet demeanor.

The grim looking teacher passed him with a brief glance causing a small shudder down his spine. The mangled and corroded face looked almost like it would melt off at any moment. He had offered the teacher facial reconstruction once, needless to say, the teacher did make quite a fuss and had punished him for the gesture. Since then, the teacher often looked to find a reason to call him a troublemaker.

Once Mrs. hummle drifted past him he noticed a small fly, landing on his desk. He hummed his childhood song quietly and changed the creatured wings and body, making the insect more aerodynamic, coloring the wings a shade of pink and elongating them. he stopped and admired his small amount of work, watching the pink and black bug flit about much like a butterfly, before sliding down his seat and resting his head against the desk behind him. He turned his head to look out towards a window, directly past the girl who previously warned him.